POV: The Creator "Deus"

A humongous figure was standing upon. a massive ship of some strange design. his shoulders slumped and head looking down upon thousands of small specks of light.

Those small specks of light were actually Different Universes the humongous figure had created up through his youth. oh and as for that figure? well, that's actually Deus. He was never known by the public as he created several deities that were going to be his representations in their select worlds.

Sadly, most of this deities have died due to war and age. so now these worlds had gone a completely different way than what Deus had intended and dreamed of.

Deus was truly saddened and disappointed upon his creation, for example, his first planet "earth" he had created Humans that were going to be the embodiment of chaos and despair. he meant for them to become the necessary evil of his creation. but now they have waged war on consciousness. they have banned all the medicinal plants that were meant to awaken their potential and latent talent...

"truly, after all the different kinds of deities I've tried. ranging from animal gods for those smart sand folk to the "one true god" for that Jesus dude. man was he fun to smoke with!" loud laughter ring out on the ship as Deus remembered his dear friend Jesus that got so high and landed in an extreme case of delusional psychosis and claimed to be the son of God.and well as the True Creator, of course, I granted him his wish for his own religion. shame that he left the planet after he got crucified.

"I just wish anyone could be born with my exact opposite soul type..." sighing again, Deus returned to his mellow state. you see as the True Creator, he is unable to destroy his own creation as that would defy the very laws his stupid younger self-had created all those millions of years ago. and now he was stuck with these wrongly evolved universes that truly plagued his eyes every time he watched them.

Deus started slowly walking into the hull and saw the large crystal that he himself was born from. there were two colors blended previously, White and Black. it is the birther of The Creator and The Destroyer.

Recalling the moment of his birth when a voice had given him the instructions to create and wait for his brother "The Destroyer" to be born.

"Woah! you are one big motherfucker aren't you?" a playful voice suddenly exclaimed from the crystal, Deus took two steps back, clearly shaken as he stared into two swirling black eyes that manifested in the depths of the crystal.

"A-are you my brother? have you finally been born?" Deus shakily asked,

"Huh, I don't really know what you mean born? I just got killed in a pretty grandiose way if I may say so myself! so I doubt this is me being born, well this may be rebirth?"

Deus stared intently at the crystal and slowly walked towards it, laying his hand on top of it and closing his eyes, he felt the feeling he felt all those Eras ago. that magnificent all-powerful presence snuck into his head as a voice resounded into his very being " This is Praedo, The Destroyer. He has lived through thousands of lives to strengthen his soul unconsciously by spreading horror and despair in whatever world he goes to. he doesn't have the recollection of anything and simply lives to destroy and have fun. I have created his body and power but as it is too powerful for the current him he will have to gather massive amounts of despair energy to unlock the full potential of both his power and body." as the voice resounded in Deus, The Black Crystal cracked into several pieces, revealing a three meter tall man laying on the floor, he had Intense silver hair and a physique that was the perfect killing instrument. as Deus watched on, still shellshocked by this sudden revelation.

The man on the floor got up, revealing his lean body, that seemed as if it was sculpted in the honor of a death god. It was 3 meters tall and wasn't a buff body but rather a dense muscular body that screamed agile but insanely strong. Deus started focusing on the man's face and saw those swirling black eyes of the abyss staring him straight in the eyes. the man's face was like a sculpted masterpiece and even made Deus feel inferior, but one thing that made Deus really shudder wasn't just his brother´s swirling black eyes, nor the sharp grin that showed of all the brutality in the world. No, what really made Deus shudder was the Golden tendrils of despair and corruption that enveloped his brother's entire soul realm. this was something Deus had never seen before and as he glanced at the man in front of him as he saw that sharp grin open up and heard the words

"Hey I'm Praedo, I just heard that my power is sort of like the Symbiotes from Venom? ya basically Translated into "Stupid earth language" as the Voice in my head referred to it, I have an entirely new species that consists of Beings like Venom from that stupid movie and that I myself, have multiple Transformations that I can unlock by devouring massive amounts of energy. oh yeah, and I gain one of these species as my slave for every being I kill! sooooo the voice granted me one chance for it to help me kill and absorb one being, and im reaally reaaaallly sorry to say this big bro! but I chose you "

As the words rolled off Praedo´s tongue, Deus felt an enormous pressure on his very being. as the creator of everything he had never ever felt danger let alone had a threat to his life. but as he flexed his powers he found that he couldn't do anything against this insanely strong power crushing down on him.

the last thought that ran through Deus brain was the regret of having wished for this brother of his to arrive at all "sigh... I might have fucked up" those were the last words of the once supreme being of this multiverse.